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    With that, Tommy was left to his own thoughts. It was getting harder to keep his eyes open after every blink. Every thought that was surfacing in his head was just aiding in making him even more tired. His final thought before he finally drifted off was, I hope Tubbo is right about that thing I saw in the warp stream.

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    Tommyinnit is in trouble with some extended family, the crystal gems don’t know how to help. (This contains spoilers for Steven universe)

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    A breath ghosts over the joint between his shoulder and his neck, now exposed as the creature gently rips his tunic aside. “Do you want to protect them? Keep them safe?”

    He can protect them already. Has been for years. While he does want to, that need doesn’t run into his bones, doesn’t make his chest heavy at night, doesn’t make him shiver desperately at whatever kind words he receives.

    “Technoblade, come on, break free. Get over here.” The same hunter demands. That part of Techno that’s clawing against the vampire’s thrall latches onto the command, the tone, the voice.

    “Oh,” he breathes, and Techno feels the barest scrape of fangs over his collarbone, “Are you tired of being alone?”

    Techno’s breath hitches.

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    Or, Technoblade is the best monster hunter the world's seen in years. He's got a flawless record-- with one exception. Why won't the dammed vampire just die already?

    ...And why is it talking to him?

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    wilbur had been gone for five years, eight months and twelve days.
    and then he was back, with nothing but a phone call a few hours before the door opened and he was there.

    though he'd expected some changes, what he'd returned to was not a family by any means. no one dared speak to one another, the house was tainted with silence, stained with sin and rotted with trauma. tommy was silent, with a bandana tightly knotted around his neck seemingly permanently. technoblade was harsh, words snapped and laced with venom and cruelty. phil had never been so lost, so helpless on how to heal the ashen remains of their family.

    [ or : wilbur craft returns from five years of being missing, only to find the family was much more broken than he remembered. ]

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    For his entire life, Technoblade had been dealing with the strange powers that influenced him by himself. After meeting Wilbur and Phil, he realized he no longer needed to be alone.

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    “…And the final demand of the Emperor in return for the safety of the citizens of Hypixel, is for General Technoblade to be taken as a war prize.”

    The throne room erupted into a cacophony of noise around him, but Techno barely heard any of it, the sound just a ringing in his ears as he swayed on on unsteady feet, the own voices in his head screaming at him as well.

    Or, Technoblade is taken as a war prize by the Emperor of the Antarctic Empire…

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    After a few doboshes, his 'owner' showed up. Behind him was walking an excited looking man in a green and white bucket hat, massive black wing hanging on his back. His eyes weirdly sparkled.
    17 014 knew who the man was. Everybody in here knew. The name Philza Minecraft brought nightmares to the young and old in the 2 000 space-miles radius from any arena. He was a well known 'pet owner and tamer' that could make any creature obey. Not even mentioning that nobody knew what race did he belonged to, nor where he came from. Once, in a really faraway past, he just appeared and took anything he wanted.
    17 014 shook as he thought about it. No, he didn't feel scared. Just... vulnerable?

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    Somehow once again young Technoblade has to work out why everybody at the Syndicate spaceship seems to know him but he has no idea what's going on. Also, he's just happy to eat potatoes.
    (I may change this later on)

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    In which Technoblade is a 3 year old at the time of the Dream SMP. A brilliant, blessed-by-the-gods prodigy, sure, but still only three years old.

    The Nether has long been forbidden from entry, stories of piglins defending their home from any who enter leading the overworld to take measures to ensure none could.

    Due to this lack of knowledge, no one knows how old he is, and most would simply rather assume he's a little short.

    After all, no child could be adept enough to take out someone twice his size on the regular.

    Techno understands this reasoning, and sees no merit in challenging it.

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    The L'Manburg flag waved proudly in the wind over the fort. The sun shone down on the forest, casting deep shadows under the thick leaves.
    Four people lay on the hill, staring up at the clouds as they laughed and talked.
    Deep under them vines spread, infecting the world.
    Golden apple seeds are burnt in offering to the gods, they should have give more. They should have eaten the seeds and given their very lives to the gods they looked to for protection.

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    The man’s heart dropped. The boy had stopped crying and had fallen into an uneasy sleep, his little head resting against his chest. His grip on the man’s shirt had loosened. He had no idea that his whole world had just been turned upside down. Or, maybe he did, and he just had yet to grasp its extent. A single tear rested on his cheekbone.

    The man watched as the woman reached out and pushed a few strands of the boy’s long hair from his face, tucking them behind his ear. “The poor child.”

    The man couldn’t explain the feeling that crashed into him like a monsoon- an instant love for the child he held. He stared at the child for a moment until he brought himself to look up at the chief and the woman.
    ...
    “He’s just lost everything,” the chief continued. “As we all have. But he has no one to look after him now.”

    The man looked up at the chief and smiled, nothing but kindness laced in his expression. “Yes, he does.”

     

    -Phil likes to adopt kids, apparently.

    It's all downhill from here...

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    Philza died.

    He died years ago, in fact.

    He died in a war, a war they were not prepared for. Technoblade, Blood God, stood back to back with the Angel Of Death in the battlefield. Always having each others backs, always covering each others weak points. Always. Never slipping, never misplacing a step. It was like a practiced dance, weaving around each other perfectly. In some sick way you could call it beautiful.

    But Technoblade had missed a step.

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    Philza dies and Technoblade doesn't handle it very well at all.

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    He doesn’t really recall the first time it happens, he’s out in town one afternoon and doesn’t have money for lunch, but that’s no big deal he’ll just eat when he gets home, he does not in fact follow through on that. He goes downstairs for dinner that night after his dad calls for him, he falls into the chair at the table between his two brothers and takes a smaller portion of rice than he probably should have, but nobody says anything.

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    **This fic is entirely about the characters and have nothing to do what so ever with the Content creators**

    Wilbur was eight when his mother returned alone from the reaping. He wasn’t old enough to be there and in turn wasn’t old enough to see his father one last time before they took off with him. He was young when he learned of the hunger games and only eight when he begged his mother to let him watch.

    He knew of the possibility of witnessing his fathers death and he accepted that, but at the same time he knew his father could fight and oh gods was he sure his father would win….but he didn’t. In fact two tributes were left when district eleven’s Elenore stabbed him straight in the back right between his shoulder blades , and Wilbur S. Watson watched his father die on live television. At eight years old Wilbur learned of the odds and at eight years old he decided he would fight them.

    Or The Hunger Games but with the DSMP characters

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    Technoblade went out to get witches pots, not realizing that one particular splash potion has a different effect and ends up In a rather sticky situation. Philza Gets rather worried and heads out to find Techno and meets a very familiar friend on the way.

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    Blood on the hands of a homemaker and a peacemaker.
    Blood stains the hands of merciful killers, monsters are able to wash it off.
    A ghost of a palace with tattered blue hangings sits and waits for Her kings to come home.

     

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    or: a fic about the antarctic empire and how it feels to be the only one left standing when all those you've loved have died or betrayed you.

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    Tommy didn’t know many things; or perhaps he knew too many, conflicting things like ‘Dream was his friend’ and ‘Put your stuff in the hole, Tommy’’, or ‘Me and you, vs Dream’ and ‘Tommy, you are hereby exiled from L’Manberg’. Tommy’s head spun most of the time, not just now, from what was probably fever. He was starting to figure out that most of the things he thought were true, weren’t.

    “He was only here to watch me.”

    But, Tommy knew two truths. 

    1. He was never, ever, going back to Logsteidshire. (Not that there was much remaining; Dream liked to  finish things.)

    2. Dream was going to kill him for what he did.    

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    Technoblade is tired of remembering, Wilbur hasn't visited in a while.

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    Alternatively: Author is learning how to write through Wilbur Soot and Technoblade

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    Technoblade was a very smart student. He had almost all A's in every class and most of the other students envied him. He didn't like the attention all that much, preferring to stay with his friends.

    But for some reason, he seemed to be completely oblivious to the fact that his friends were fighting for his attention almost every day!

    - Platonic Techno Harem -

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    Tommy Innit Craft finds hands fascinating.

    No, not in a weird, gross fetish way. That's disgusting.

    Just, hear this one out.

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    or, 5 persons' stories told through their hands, and the 1 that never got to be.

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    day five of a thirty day writing challenge.

    day five: 5 things that annoy you about the opposite/same gender

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    Techno looked forward to returning home with his friends, all of them. He would give them a welcoming space in his warm house, and they would curl up on blankets and cushions with his hounds, foxes, and Steve the polar bear. While Dream ate something cooked for the first time in months, Techno could eat a piece of Niki’s pie, and Ranboo’s quiet purrs would accompany Phil’s narrations about his adventures before their first meeting. Techno unlinked his arm from Phil’s so he could wrap it around his shoulders instead as they walked to the Nether portal. A dark wing, tattered by a November fire, shielded his back.

    The pair had fought this war before and had won. They had danced a similar waltz and lived to tell the tale. Their bond was forged by blood and care, mended by good health and victory, unending and stronger than steel.

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    Perhaps with a different strategy, the battle would end in his favor. If the melody was any sweeter, the dance would have ended with his friends, all of them. But instead, the violin strings shrieked against the bow like warring swords, and the choir's harmony was sliced by the knife in its back.

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